?: Yo, Raine! New assignment!
Raine: Who is it this time, Brago?
Nuvia: I've told you many times, call me by my first name, Nuvia. Nu-vi-a. You don't need to use my last name.
Raine: ...
(Nuvia Brago. She is a mix of mexican, Native american, and chinese. She stands at 5'3, wide curvy hips, blonde straight hair, hazel eyes, and tan skin. Her birthmark is an apple on the middle of her back. Raine Aizawa Garcia stands at 5'5, long knee length brunette hair that is tied 2 inches from the end. She has bangs hanging over her right eyes that join the rest of her hair at the shoulder. Her eyes are also hazel. Her birthmark is a drop of water under her left eye.)
Nuvia: *Sighs* Here's the new target.
(Nuvia throws Raine a picture. Raine looks it over and sees a picture of Trey, Alma, and Micheal. Her eyes widen and a look of hesitance overcomes her.)
Nuvia: We're going after the black guy. Ironically his name is Tremaine Black.
(Raine blushes a bit looking at him.)
Nuvia: (Blushing?) What's with that look, Raine?
Raine: I-it's nothing.
(Raine throws the picture back at Nuvia.)
Nuvia: Hey, wait. This little girl, what's her name?
Raine: ...I don't know.
Nuvia: Well she looks just like you...is this your sister?
Raine: Drop the subject, Brago!
Nuvia: Haha so pushy. She'll most likely be with him. This other guy too.
Raine: So?
Nuvia: What if she gets in the way? Hmm?
Raine: I'll...kill her...
Nuvia: You would kill your sister?
Raine: Who said she was my sister?
Nuvia: Good point. (You're not a very good liar. Your face is too honest.) Lets go, Tucson is a long way from D.C.
(They take a moment to grab their supplies.)
Nuvia: Let's see if he can handle my Newton and your Celsius.
(Meanwhile, Trey is walking through a park the next day after the confrontation with the police when he is suddenly tackled by someone.)
Trey: What the- *ignites his hand* I'll burn you ali-.
(The person lifts their face and they were revealed to be Alma.)
Trey: Oh? Hey, how's it going?
Alma: You and Micheal are jerks!!
Trey: Why?
You two ditched me! I was interrogated!
Trey: Did you say anything?
Alma: Of course not!
Trey: Then stop crying, you baby.
Alma: Hey! I'm only a 14 year old girl! Besides, it's not like I know the full scope of your powers anyway. All I know is that you're a fire user because of that parasite. We've only started getting to know each other a month ago-.
Trey: His name is Bolas. And it's more than fire.
Alma: Well, still...I was terrified…
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(Flash back to the prior day.)
Chief: Well, I see your name is Alma Keade Garcia. Were you a hostage?
Alma: No.
Chief: Hm...do you know them?
Alma: I see them often around the area.
Chief: How about personally?
Alma: I said-
Chief: I hear you're around them a lot. At least within the last month. Even have a picture of the three of you right here.
(He showed her the picture.)
Alma: (No way! Who??)
Chief: Garcia, hmmm. That name's familiar. Do you have a sister?
(Alma tensed up.)
Alma: Maybe...
Chief: I heard she ran away...I also hear she's a killer now. Kills her own people.
Alma: SHUT UP! Don't you dare talk about my sister as if you know her!! She's loving and caring! She would NEVER...she wouldn't kill.
Chief: You live with your mother, correct?
(Alma suddenly became petrified with fear as she slowly looked towards the chief.)
Chief: Maybe I should give her a call-
Alma: No! Please! Don't call her!
(She started to tear up.)
Alma: I'm begging you!!
Chief: ...Fine. I will let you go. You don't have any info for us anyways
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(Back to present.)
Alma: (Mother...because of her, Raine...) Where's Micheal?
Trey: Tinkering
Alma: Figures. You owe me ice cream by the way.
Trey: For?
Alma: Ditching me of course! I have a childhood trauma only ice cream can heal.
Trey: Hm, if you promise me you'll slug Micheal extra hard next we see him...sure.
Alma: Hmmmm. On one hand I like Micheal, he's a cool guy. On the other hand...icecream.....icecream it is! Deal!
Trey: Alright, let's go.
(Trey disappears at mach one.)
Alma: Hey!! No fair!!
Trey: *Returning* Relax, I was only kidding. Big baby.
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(Meanwhile back to Raine and Nuvia who are on a private jet on their way to Tucson.)
Nuvia: Did you read up on Tremaine's file?
Raine: ...Yes. His collaborator is named Bolas. It's a demonic dragon parasite that grants him power over fire as well as darkness. His top speed is only mach one and he has moderate knowledge of his full potential. He uses a sword and fights with a champloo like style.
Nuvia: Wow...it said all that??
Raine: You didn't read it?
Nuvia: Nah, amazing how the government can get so much on a person. They most likely have us on file too.
(Nuvia then looks out the plane window.)
Raine: It's certain that they have us on file and surveillance. But that is unimportant right now.
Nuvia: *Sigh* You can be such a drag, Raine.
(Nuvia takes a strawberry from a platter and sensually bites it.)
Raine: I'm taking this seriously.
Nuvia: So am I.
Raine: ...
Nuvia: You need to get laid.
Raine: *Overwhelmingly flustered* What!?
Nuvia: Nevermind hahaha.
(Nuvia was going to take another bite of the strawberry until it popped into her face.)
Nuvia: Very funny.
(The air became extremely tense.)
Raine: Moisture, water...it's everywhere. I control what 70% of this planet is made of and every organic material that contains it.
Nuvia: You had better watch the threats, Raine...I too manipulate a vital source of this planet.
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(Meanwhile, back over to Trey and Alma.)
Alma: Trey...why is this world so cruel?
Trey: What do you mean? Cruel in what manner?
Alma: The segregation. I mean, people like you can't even be in the government or have government jobs.
Trey: This again, eh?
(They both sit in an ice cream shop owned by people like Trey and sit in a booth across from each other.)
Alma: I just hate how they treat you. I mean, it's good that you guys still hold up on your own. You own your own industries and it's practically like you have your own economy. As if you have a nation within a nation.
Trey: Shut up, Alma.
Alma: Huh? Why?
Trey: Stop saying "you people".
Alma: Right, you are human too after all. Just like me.
Trey: No, I'm not.
Alma: Make up your mind.
Trey: I appear human. I bleed, have the same flesh, I walk, and I talk like a human. But a human can't move at mach speeds. They cannot manipulate elements nor can they withstand some lethal injuries.
Alma: Then...what are you?
Trey: I don't know. But I feel we will define ourselves when the time is right.
To Be Continued…
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Collaborator Arc 1: Fade To Begin
Fantasy10% of Earth's population are infected with mysterious parasites that grant them power. In a dream like state, they manifest as mythical creatures of old. Join Tremaine and his friends as they go through their journey as one of the 10% and deal with...
